Post by Lex Sense on May 21, 2011 11:25:47 GMT -6
Lex Sense: How loud will this filthy world and it's dirty inhabitants scream when EverySense proves they are every bit dominant as they claim to be by taking Knitely Bangs kingdom from their grasps only to burn it to the ground?
{A seagull squaws as a wide shot of a beach shore comes into view. There are a few people standing around the shoreline but one figure in particular stands above all else. The camera zooms in on this hooded behemoth, resting on an over the shoulder shot of the darkened blue waters of Miami Beach. The waves rise a few feet high and crash on the muddy, sandy shore. Lex stands there, overlooking the midnight sky's distant horizon. The only light coming from the full moon that rests high above his massive head.}
Lex Sense: Pay Per View night is here and you know what that means. These miserable drones that make up the fan base tend to shed their dreary lives to place bets and waste their time predicting on the outcome of their favorite match ups. How utterly dreadful. Alas, I have seen the predictions these so called followers of the sport have made and lo and behold, EverySense is a sure favorite to lose. People have lost faith in Joe and I. People no longer believe in the might and wonder that makes up Joe and I. As it stands, in the minds of the blind masses we are walking into this match to be nothing more than punching bags to the oh so powerful Knitely Bangs.
And I bet that Adam Knite and Curtis Kanyon themselves have fallen victim to their own hype and believe this as well.
After all, Knitely Bangs is the most dominating tag team of recent nCw history. A team that managed to block our first attempt at taking that which proves they are indeed kings. Since people also believe that history repeats itself... if they could do it once, they could do it again. I wont stand here and deny your strength and resolve but the future is ever changing and you will realize this when we have taken everything you stand for to bury it six feet under your careers.
So place your bets you fat f*cking Floridians and you best believe that if you don't bet on us, you will be losing just as much as Knitely Bangs does at A Night to Remember.
{The tide continues to rise as it has reached Sense's feet. He turns now to face the camera but the hood over his head shadows his entire face. He turns his head from side to side and even if you can't see it, you know his wicked smile is plastered on his wicked face.}
Lex Sense: At Sovereign the both of you did get by us... barely. By the skin of your teeth some would say. Sure you worked us over but we worked you better. It just so happened that you managed to capitalize at the exact opportune moment.
You got lucky.
Three seconds could have gone either way but it just so happened to go in your favor. There are no excuses. Mistakes were made that will be corrected this time around. I should have gone into Sovereign with cruel intentions but instead I went into that match wanting to prove a point. Things have changed and now I couldn't care less what you think or what the critics are predicting. When it is all said and done, Adam And Kanyon, you will be on your crippled knees praising your new kings. For when you kill a king, or in this case two, you don't stab them in the dark... you kill them where the whole court can watch them die.
So I ask... what is your court going to say when they watch your careers as champions go up in metaphorical flames?
{Lex slowly removes his hood and stares into the lens with some serious intent.}
Lex Sense: They will say nothing but, ALL HAIL EVERYSENSE! They will witness one of their precious kings hanging from a rope, being brutally beaten by bloody chairs and on that day the world will weep as we take our seat on YOUR thrones on top of YOUR mountain. Enough with the sneak attacks and mind games, this is the beginning of your end. A beginning that will not be easily forgotten, hence, A Night to Remember.
At the end of that night, all of you filthy f*cking animals can say and think what you'd like because Joe and I will be wearing the truth around our waists. Best believe it. This is my prediction.
{Lex smiles as he stares pass the camera and gives a nod. The camera turns to catch what he's nodding at and Joe Everyman is trudging up the sandy terrain that makes up the beach. He nods back with his hands in his pockets.}
Joe Everyman: What is it with you and meeting in dark places?
Lex Sense: Comfort. You know 24 years I have been on this Earth and never had I visited a beach until now.
Joe Everyman: Don't they have beaches in England?
Lex sense: I'm sure they do but I've never been. So Joe this weekend we once again contend for something that should have been ours by now.
{Joe nods his head in agreement as Sense takes a pause and looks up to the sky.}
Lex Sense: I can smell it in the air. Our future is now.
Joe Everyman: All I smell is the dirty rotten stench of Miami.
Lex Sense: Yes, well regardless, believe me when I say I believe in Joe Everyman. Do you believe in Lex Sense?
Joe Everyman: I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Lex Sense: Touche. Now that we have placed our confidence in one another let's go to this meeting and get this over with.
Joe Everyman: Agreed.
{Lex pulls the hood over his head as both him and Joe head to the boardwalk that aligns this gorgeous beach. It's midnight and the clubs and bars that line up on the boardwalk are booming with customers as the festivities seem to go on all night. The bustling Miami nightlife could be heard for blocks as Sense, who is definitely out of place, and Joe, who seemingly doesn't care, head up the path to their destination. The dynamic duo push pass people dressed to be sexed as the crowd of morons turn to the pair giving them glances of WTF.}
Lex Sense: Stupid morons running around like rats in a cage.
Joe Everyman: What's this about anyway?
Lex Sense: I don't know. Received a cryptic message that invited both you and I to this place.
{Lex points to a popular night club in the Miami area. The name doesn't matter because these people are idiots.}
Lex Sense: Shall we head inside?
{Joe nods as the two bypass those douches in Ed Hardy shirts waiting to go inside. Some horrible Euro trance crap could be heard through the walls and Lex goes to step inside before a muscular door man places a hand on his chest and pushes him back.}
Doorman: Sorry bro. You ain't dressed right.
{Sense smirks as he facepalms the idiot and pushes him to his ass. Lex steps over him and goes inside as Joe laughs at the douchebag now sitting on his ass. Once inside, the smell of cum, sweat and perfume could be smelled as Joe and Lex survey the trendy club scene. People dancing, people drinking, people being. Suddenly an attractive woman wraps her arm around Lex and begins to pull him towards the V.I.P area.}
Woman: He's been waiting for you.
Lex Sense: Quite right.
{The woman drags him into a booth and a man in an expensive pin stripe suit stands to greet EverySense.}
Man: Thanks for coming. Have a seat.
{Lex and Joe take a seat and the man signals for beautiful women to surround them both.}
Man: Do you know who I am?
Lex Sense: Should I?
Man: Not yet but soon you will. Soon everyone will. My name is Wes Fox.
Joe Everyman: The new guy.
Wes Fox: Sort of. Anyways, I invited you here to talk strategy.
Lex Sense: Strategy?
Wes Fox: Yes. You have a big match this weekend and I am hoping that both of us get the results we want. For this next part though, no cameras.
{Wes pulls the camera down and it fizzes off. After a few seconds the image comes back and this time EverySense and Wes are laughing it up.}
Wes Fox: Kelly and her husband have always gotten what they want and I just want to make sure they get what they deserve.
Lex Sense: Don't worry about that.
{Lex and Joe look comfortable in this scene as they pass the time taking a few drinks with their new friends. Sense raises a glass of Crystal champagne to the camera in honor of the soon to be former champs. Sense sips the wine and enjoys it's flavor.}
Lex Sense: Here I find myself days away from the biggest night of my career. Am I worried? No. AM I scared? No. Should I be? Hell no. I have been waiting for this moment for all of my life. I have been training and breathing to reach this moment. Adam, you are a legend with no comparison. I could see why you have gone as far as you have but I refuse to believe that you are better. Sure you have more accolades and championships but that is only because you are older than me and have been doing this for far longer. When I reach your age you will see what a true champions resume looks like. While we are on the topic of champions, DDK you also have made a name for yourself. in fact this Lynch Mob was created by you and your former partner. If you think that gives you some form of advantage you are sadly mistaken. Sure you are crazy but I am a bloody psychopath that will rip your dignity from your mangled frame. The both of you together are capable of some horrible things. Things that Joe and I are fully aware of. Things that joe and I can fully defend against.
This may be the end of the road for Knitely Bangs but fear not for I will make sure your legacy is remembered. That is until our legacy overshadows yours.
{A skimpy clad waitress steps into the picture with a round of flaming drinks. Alcoholic beverages that were set on fire. Sense lifts a shot glass to the air. The flames dancing off the drink casting dancing shadows across his grinning face.}
Lex Sense: We shall hold in our hearts, the memory of our fallen brethren. Our fallen kings.
{Joe comes in and also raises his shot glass as Lex continues toasting to the soon to be former champions.}
Lex Sense: The blood of Adam Knite and DDK have stained the very ring we will step in with their years of successful rule. That same blood has paved the way for the youth of today to take the reigns and make this business theirs.
{Lex turns to clink his glass with those that sit around their booth.}
Lex Sense: Also, on this night we pay tribute to the very kings that stand before us as enemies. Both of you have fought valiantly and will go down honorably, fighting for what we all believe in.
{Lex takes the blazing drink to his lips. The lights from the flame casts shadows on his grinning face.}
Lex sense: To defeat our enemies, to overthrow our kings, I consume them as I consume these flames.
{Sense blows out the drink and takes the shot. The rest follow his lead. The shot is powerful as it slowly intoxicates the giant with thoughts of victory and glory.}
Lex sense: In honor of our soon to be fallen kings.
Everyone: IN HONOR OF OUR KINGS!
{Lex smiles as everything fades into nothingness leaving only Sense on screen. He stands out in front of the black backdrop.}
Lex Sense: I have attacked the both of you individually and as a team. You have done the same to us. This has gone on for far longer than it should have. The both of you veterans hold unto belts that mean very little to you. You hold them with a tight grip hoping to find some form of meaning in your miserable lives. Your families sit by and allow you to be wastes of breaths but as your opponent I feel I should tell you that your time has come and passed as tag team champions.
You are doing very little for this division.
Do you know why?... Because you have no heart. Your minds should be on grander schemes but here you are struggling to keep up with us, a team that most people in this roster scoff at. We have heart for those belts and we would take this division higher than you could ever imagine. If only you would accept the fact that you may be a dominant force of nature but all you are doing is going through the motions. Step aside and give us what is rightfully ours. Stop this rebellion against us before we truly have to cripple you.
You're withering away and taking those titles with you.
{Sense's smile fades away as he scratches his chin. He has a pensive look as he stares at the sky.}
Lex Sense: The Earth turns but we don't feel it move. At A Night to Remember you will look up to the sky to see that one spark that burns your kingdom down. Once the bell has rung. Once the lights have gone off. Once your world stops turning...
You will recognize that EverySense is the future and you are the past.
{Lex walks out of frame and the scene fades to black.}
{A seagull squaws as a wide shot of a beach shore comes into view. There are a few people standing around the shoreline but one figure in particular stands above all else. The camera zooms in on this hooded behemoth, resting on an over the shoulder shot of the darkened blue waters of Miami Beach. The waves rise a few feet high and crash on the muddy, sandy shore. Lex stands there, overlooking the midnight sky's distant horizon. The only light coming from the full moon that rests high above his massive head.}
Lex Sense: Pay Per View night is here and you know what that means. These miserable drones that make up the fan base tend to shed their dreary lives to place bets and waste their time predicting on the outcome of their favorite match ups. How utterly dreadful. Alas, I have seen the predictions these so called followers of the sport have made and lo and behold, EverySense is a sure favorite to lose. People have lost faith in Joe and I. People no longer believe in the might and wonder that makes up Joe and I. As it stands, in the minds of the blind masses we are walking into this match to be nothing more than punching bags to the oh so powerful Knitely Bangs.
And I bet that Adam Knite and Curtis Kanyon themselves have fallen victim to their own hype and believe this as well.
After all, Knitely Bangs is the most dominating tag team of recent nCw history. A team that managed to block our first attempt at taking that which proves they are indeed kings. Since people also believe that history repeats itself... if they could do it once, they could do it again. I wont stand here and deny your strength and resolve but the future is ever changing and you will realize this when we have taken everything you stand for to bury it six feet under your careers.
So place your bets you fat f*cking Floridians and you best believe that if you don't bet on us, you will be losing just as much as Knitely Bangs does at A Night to Remember.
{The tide continues to rise as it has reached Sense's feet. He turns now to face the camera but the hood over his head shadows his entire face. He turns his head from side to side and even if you can't see it, you know his wicked smile is plastered on his wicked face.}
Lex Sense: At Sovereign the both of you did get by us... barely. By the skin of your teeth some would say. Sure you worked us over but we worked you better. It just so happened that you managed to capitalize at the exact opportune moment.
You got lucky.
Three seconds could have gone either way but it just so happened to go in your favor. There are no excuses. Mistakes were made that will be corrected this time around. I should have gone into Sovereign with cruel intentions but instead I went into that match wanting to prove a point. Things have changed and now I couldn't care less what you think or what the critics are predicting. When it is all said and done, Adam And Kanyon, you will be on your crippled knees praising your new kings. For when you kill a king, or in this case two, you don't stab them in the dark... you kill them where the whole court can watch them die.
So I ask... what is your court going to say when they watch your careers as champions go up in metaphorical flames?
{Lex slowly removes his hood and stares into the lens with some serious intent.}
Lex Sense: They will say nothing but, ALL HAIL EVERYSENSE! They will witness one of their precious kings hanging from a rope, being brutally beaten by bloody chairs and on that day the world will weep as we take our seat on YOUR thrones on top of YOUR mountain. Enough with the sneak attacks and mind games, this is the beginning of your end. A beginning that will not be easily forgotten, hence, A Night to Remember.
At the end of that night, all of you filthy f*cking animals can say and think what you'd like because Joe and I will be wearing the truth around our waists. Best believe it. This is my prediction.
{Lex smiles as he stares pass the camera and gives a nod. The camera turns to catch what he's nodding at and Joe Everyman is trudging up the sandy terrain that makes up the beach. He nods back with his hands in his pockets.}
Joe Everyman: What is it with you and meeting in dark places?
Lex Sense: Comfort. You know 24 years I have been on this Earth and never had I visited a beach until now.
Joe Everyman: Don't they have beaches in England?
Lex sense: I'm sure they do but I've never been. So Joe this weekend we once again contend for something that should have been ours by now.
{Joe nods his head in agreement as Sense takes a pause and looks up to the sky.}
Lex Sense: I can smell it in the air. Our future is now.
Joe Everyman: All I smell is the dirty rotten stench of Miami.
Lex Sense: Yes, well regardless, believe me when I say I believe in Joe Everyman. Do you believe in Lex Sense?
Joe Everyman: I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Lex Sense: Touche. Now that we have placed our confidence in one another let's go to this meeting and get this over with.
Joe Everyman: Agreed.
{Lex pulls the hood over his head as both him and Joe head to the boardwalk that aligns this gorgeous beach. It's midnight and the clubs and bars that line up on the boardwalk are booming with customers as the festivities seem to go on all night. The bustling Miami nightlife could be heard for blocks as Sense, who is definitely out of place, and Joe, who seemingly doesn't care, head up the path to their destination. The dynamic duo push pass people dressed to be sexed as the crowd of morons turn to the pair giving them glances of WTF.}
Lex Sense: Stupid morons running around like rats in a cage.
Joe Everyman: What's this about anyway?
Lex Sense: I don't know. Received a cryptic message that invited both you and I to this place.
{Lex points to a popular night club in the Miami area. The name doesn't matter because these people are idiots.}
Lex Sense: Shall we head inside?
{Joe nods as the two bypass those douches in Ed Hardy shirts waiting to go inside. Some horrible Euro trance crap could be heard through the walls and Lex goes to step inside before a muscular door man places a hand on his chest and pushes him back.}
Doorman: Sorry bro. You ain't dressed right.
{Sense smirks as he facepalms the idiot and pushes him to his ass. Lex steps over him and goes inside as Joe laughs at the douchebag now sitting on his ass. Once inside, the smell of cum, sweat and perfume could be smelled as Joe and Lex survey the trendy club scene. People dancing, people drinking, people being. Suddenly an attractive woman wraps her arm around Lex and begins to pull him towards the V.I.P area.}
Woman: He's been waiting for you.
Lex Sense: Quite right.
{The woman drags him into a booth and a man in an expensive pin stripe suit stands to greet EverySense.}
Man: Thanks for coming. Have a seat.
{Lex and Joe take a seat and the man signals for beautiful women to surround them both.}
Man: Do you know who I am?
Lex Sense: Should I?
Man: Not yet but soon you will. Soon everyone will. My name is Wes Fox.
Joe Everyman: The new guy.
Wes Fox: Sort of. Anyways, I invited you here to talk strategy.
Lex Sense: Strategy?
Wes Fox: Yes. You have a big match this weekend and I am hoping that both of us get the results we want. For this next part though, no cameras.
{Wes pulls the camera down and it fizzes off. After a few seconds the image comes back and this time EverySense and Wes are laughing it up.}
Wes Fox: Kelly and her husband have always gotten what they want and I just want to make sure they get what they deserve.
Lex Sense: Don't worry about that.
{Lex and Joe look comfortable in this scene as they pass the time taking a few drinks with their new friends. Sense raises a glass of Crystal champagne to the camera in honor of the soon to be former champs. Sense sips the wine and enjoys it's flavor.}
Lex Sense: Here I find myself days away from the biggest night of my career. Am I worried? No. AM I scared? No. Should I be? Hell no. I have been waiting for this moment for all of my life. I have been training and breathing to reach this moment. Adam, you are a legend with no comparison. I could see why you have gone as far as you have but I refuse to believe that you are better. Sure you have more accolades and championships but that is only because you are older than me and have been doing this for far longer. When I reach your age you will see what a true champions resume looks like. While we are on the topic of champions, DDK you also have made a name for yourself. in fact this Lynch Mob was created by you and your former partner. If you think that gives you some form of advantage you are sadly mistaken. Sure you are crazy but I am a bloody psychopath that will rip your dignity from your mangled frame. The both of you together are capable of some horrible things. Things that Joe and I are fully aware of. Things that joe and I can fully defend against.
This may be the end of the road for Knitely Bangs but fear not for I will make sure your legacy is remembered. That is until our legacy overshadows yours.
{A skimpy clad waitress steps into the picture with a round of flaming drinks. Alcoholic beverages that were set on fire. Sense lifts a shot glass to the air. The flames dancing off the drink casting dancing shadows across his grinning face.}
Lex Sense: We shall hold in our hearts, the memory of our fallen brethren. Our fallen kings.
{Joe comes in and also raises his shot glass as Lex continues toasting to the soon to be former champions.}
Lex Sense: The blood of Adam Knite and DDK have stained the very ring we will step in with their years of successful rule. That same blood has paved the way for the youth of today to take the reigns and make this business theirs.
{Lex turns to clink his glass with those that sit around their booth.}
Lex Sense: Also, on this night we pay tribute to the very kings that stand before us as enemies. Both of you have fought valiantly and will go down honorably, fighting for what we all believe in.
{Lex takes the blazing drink to his lips. The lights from the flame casts shadows on his grinning face.}
Lex sense: To defeat our enemies, to overthrow our kings, I consume them as I consume these flames.
{Sense blows out the drink and takes the shot. The rest follow his lead. The shot is powerful as it slowly intoxicates the giant with thoughts of victory and glory.}
Lex sense: In honor of our soon to be fallen kings.
Everyone: IN HONOR OF OUR KINGS!
{Lex smiles as everything fades into nothingness leaving only Sense on screen. He stands out in front of the black backdrop.}
Lex Sense: I have attacked the both of you individually and as a team. You have done the same to us. This has gone on for far longer than it should have. The both of you veterans hold unto belts that mean very little to you. You hold them with a tight grip hoping to find some form of meaning in your miserable lives. Your families sit by and allow you to be wastes of breaths but as your opponent I feel I should tell you that your time has come and passed as tag team champions.
You are doing very little for this division.
Do you know why?... Because you have no heart. Your minds should be on grander schemes but here you are struggling to keep up with us, a team that most people in this roster scoff at. We have heart for those belts and we would take this division higher than you could ever imagine. If only you would accept the fact that you may be a dominant force of nature but all you are doing is going through the motions. Step aside and give us what is rightfully ours. Stop this rebellion against us before we truly have to cripple you.
You're withering away and taking those titles with you.
{Sense's smile fades away as he scratches his chin. He has a pensive look as he stares at the sky.}
Lex Sense: The Earth turns but we don't feel it move. At A Night to Remember you will look up to the sky to see that one spark that burns your kingdom down. Once the bell has rung. Once the lights have gone off. Once your world stops turning...
You will recognize that EverySense is the future and you are the past.
{Lex walks out of frame and the scene fades to black.}